#don't be a cop

[auressea]

In the ’80s, she recalls, queer Canadians banded together to fight sexual censorship — including Vancouver’s own Little Sister’s Book & Art Emporium, which fought physical and legal battles. The historic bookstore faced its first bombing in 1978 and constantly had their imports affected through “systemic targeting” by Canadian customs.

“Canada customs blocked anything they perceived as porn, which is what they called all LGBT2SQ+ [content],” Dykeman says.

Hey look at that! DOES this bullshit sound FAMILIAR?

it's not a new problem. It's been repackaged- and fed to the puriteens for re-distribution..

#queer community #accessibility #disability rights #accommodation #chronically queer #living with chronic conditions #Queer #spoonies #queer history #purity wank #no censorship #puriteens #morality police #are you a cop? #don't be a cop #just queer things #think of the children #hand wringing #moral panic #pearl clutching #global rise of conservative rhetoric #authoritarianism #stop gatekeeping 2023 #home #PNW

[luck-and-larceny]

💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?

Well, she's never looked for any traits in a romantic relationship because she has never wanted a romantic relationship. It seems she's fallen into them anyway, but it certainly has not been for a lack of trying to avoid them.

In her opinion, the quicker she dashes off into the night the better off the person she leaves behind will be. And herself too, of course, because worrying about other people and feeling herself change for someone else is a terrifying concept she'd rather avoid.

That said, here are the commonalities in the people she's (begrudgingly) fallen for:

-Confident

-Adventurous/up for anything

-Not especially concerned about boring things like societal expectations, obligations, or, say, laws.

-Talented and self sufficient

-More likely to say "yes" to her impulsive/spontaneous schemes than "no".

-Seem to like her for who she is without any desire to change her; seem to like her not only despite her very obvious flaws but sometimes even because of them.

-Very good for hiding behind when she inevitably fucks something up and a scheme goes all to hell. :D

Does she believe in love at first sight? Well. Yes. Because she believes there are many different kinds of "love". Infatuation might be one of them. And it's very easy to be infatuated at first sight. It's not so easy to build a long term relationship off infatuation, but, hey... She doesn't recommend trying to build those anyway!

Thanks for the Ask!

#ffxiv #ffxiv rp #Asks #Answers #relationships #lettersnorth #Being a criminal really helps #Actually being a criminal might be mandatory #Don't be a cop #Like in general #But also not if you want a romance with Malika #That relationship is strictly antagonistic

[bobbyfiend]

Gonna get a few of these babies printed up, in case my kid decides to go into law enforcement or join the military.

#support your kid #proud #daddy #just in case #don't be a cop

[zoe-oneesama]

Some "Special" Girls! And the late girls.

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#you don't even know how long I've held onto the Zoe one I made her with the quickness #I still haven't seen the Shanghai or New York Special I went in mostly blind on their looks #all the 'Specials' girls did get a redesign from me so the version where their mimicking their render pose is the redesign #though I kept Jess's hair wraps even though I don't love them #I know Native American people DO wrap their hair sometimes but I think it was to cop-out of animating her braids #my art #fashion #ml paris special #emonette #jess #aeon #new york special #fei #shanghai special #socqueline #zoe #socqueline wang #zoe lee #marinette #marinette dupain-cheng #ml art #miraculous ladybug

[egophiliac]

Please elaborate on your twst Pokémon headcannons I’m very interested

I had planned on drawing everyone for this (I made a LIST!) but it. hasn't been going well. 💀 soooo here's what I have so far!

Riddle - Roserade (I was going with 'no legendaries', otherwise I would've given him a Shaymin) (and I don't think Togedemaru is actually a hedgehog or I would've given him one of those too) (...they kind of do fit though. hmm.)

Trey - Alcremie (clover/mint cream + strawberry/ruby cream)

Cater - DITTO SQUAD! DITTO SQUAD! DITTO SQUAD!

Ace - Impidimp (I feel like there's probably a better one for him, but I can't think of it)

Deuce - Scraggy (meanwhile I KNOW deep in my heart that this is true)

Leona - Pyroar (but like. a nasty Pyroar. just a grizzly old Pyroar with the shittiest attitude imaginable. they pretend to hate each other but secretly they are a bonded pair, do not separate)

#art #twisted wonderland #pokemon #poketwst #i'm trying not to pressure myself too much art-wise right now #but i would like to do more of the characters! #(especially considering this started with my insistence that malleus would have a dragapult) #gotta draw something i don't immediately hate first ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ #ANYWAY enough art angst! #i'm not aiming for full teams or delving too deep into lore or anything #just one or two per character that i think fit! #i was pretty torn on leona for a while because pyroar is at once the obvious choice but also. not really? #(i did consider luxray and ultimately decided it doesn't really fit either) #but i kind of love Nasty Lionboy's Nasty Pyroar #i think there's probably some. like. ~royal tradition~ that they all bond with this one specific breeding line or whatever #and leona deliberately chose just the absolute worst one #took one look at this shitty rude pokemon and immediately went 'that one' #falena was like 'are...are you SURE' and leona cops an attitude like 'i'm choosing my OWN pokemon you're not my DAD' #as pyroar is actively attempting to eat him #actually it probably tried to eat kifaji first and that's when leona decided he liked it #me: this is just for funsies i'm not doing lore (writes a whole fanfic in the tags)

[1eos]

'tumblr is full of 14 year olds' wrong tumblr is full of 24 year olds who just don't do anything. and that's okay

#its not weird to be a virgin or to not smoke weed #it IS weird to have an emotional reaction to someone else not having sex or doing drugs #like if fucking n smoking was sooooo cool u'd be doing that rn! #and ofc vice versa mx robotpussy is so real #bc of who i follow i see more of the shaming ppl who don't have sex but ive seen the weird terminally online ppl #who haven't killed the cop in their head trying to police ppl who are just doing things with their own bodies #and i can say from personal experience ppl who do drugs are so chill abt it if you don't wanna smoke they won't pressure you #like it's ok to have sex it's ok not to it's weird if you care like they're not not fucking you keep scrolling

[burins]

I know this is the Take Personal Responsibility for Systemic Issues website, but I keep seeing weirdly guilt trippy posts about libraries and ebook licenses, which are a labyrinth from hell and not actually something you personally need to feel guilty about. here are a few facts about ebook licenses you may not know:

in Libby/Overdrive, which currently operates in most US public libraries, ebook licenses vary widely in how much they cost and what their terms are. some ebooks get charged per use, some have a set number of uses before the license runs out, and others have a period of time they're good for (usually 1-2 years) with unlimited checkouts during that period before they expire. these terms are set by the publisher and can also vary from book to book (for instance, a publisher might offer two types of licenses for a book, and we might buy one copy of a book with a set number of uses we want to have but know won't move as much, and another copy with a one year unlimited license for a new bestseller we know will be really moving this year.)

you as a patron have NO way of knowing which is which.

ebook licenses are very expensive compared to physical books! on average they run about 60 bucks a pop, where the same physical book would cost us $10-15 and last us five to ten years (or much longer, if it's a hardcover that doesn't get read a lot.)

if your library uses Hoopla instead, those are all pay per use, which is why many libraries cap checkouts at anywhere between 2-10 per month.

however.

this doesn't mean you shouldn't use ebooks. this doesn't mean you should feel guilty about checking things out! we buy ebook licenses for people to use them, because we know that ebook formats are easier for a lot of people (more accessible, more convenient, easier for people with schedules that don't let them get into the library.) these are resources the library buys for you. this is why we exist. you don't need to feel guilty about using them!

things that are responsible for libraries being underfunded and having to stretch their resources:

government priorities and systemic underfunding of social services that don't turn a profit and aren't easily quantified

our society's failure to value learning and pleasure reading for their own sake

predatory ebook licensing models

things that are not responsible for libraries being underfunded:

individual patron behavior

I promise promise promise that your personal library use is not making or breaking your library's budget. your local politicians are doing that. capitalism is doing that. you are fine.

(if you want to help your local library, the number one thing you can do is to advocate for us! talk to your city or county government about how much you like the library. or call or write emails or letters. advocate for us locally. make sure your state reps know how important the library is to you. there are local advocacy groups in pretty much every state pushing for library priorities. or just ask your local librarian. we like to answer questions!

also, if you're in Massachusetts, bill h3239 would make a huge difference in letting us negotiate ebook prices more fairly. tell your rep to vote for it!)

#like. the nypl budget is getting cut bc Adams doesnt think the library matters! #your checking out a book a few times bc you didn't get to it in time is not actually affecting Mr. Cops Not Books #library haint #if you like the library and you like free stuff come use the library. you might be surprised about what we have! #but it's not a moral act either way. #libraries are a public good! i love the library! but so is the post office. we don't moralize about the post office. #ANYWAY. #local librarian with tendencies towards scrupulosity gets frustrated online more news at 10

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

#talkin #tik tok #black people #lawyers #acab #fuck the police #fuck police #fuck cops #fuck pigs #police #don't speak to police #5k #10 #15k #20k #25k #30k #35k

[fluoresensitive]

And when I say AY? you gon ahead and say MEN!

#period! bc Atlanta and Palestine are linked; our cops=the iof #this state nevermind this country need be lucky we don't reduce it to ashes

[nerdpoe]

So like...Sam's Liminal. Definitely Liminal. She's also very pretty. Constantine's a little tipsy, but he's very, very sure he just accidentally sat next to a Fae at the bar.

Heavily influenced by certain lines in Inferno, buttttt

Sam's a very pretty young woman. Beautiful smile (with too sharp teeth), lovely eyes (but they're a little too wide, a little too bright), fantastic skin (unnaturally pale, suspiciously cold), and a very pretty face (perfectly symmetrical)-first glance anyone who leans towards women would get instant butterflies in the stomach.

But Constantine's been around danger enough to recognize those aren't butterflies.

That's fear.

There's a deep, instinctual fear that is telling him he has to run.

Just as he's about to leave, though, her hand rests itself on his arm.

"Leaving so soon, Hellblazer? And here I thought you'd want to take a look at this...interesting contract I found."

Ah. Shit.

He sits back down, next to the Unseelie Fae who, apparently, owns part of his soul.

Sam, for her part, just wants to scare the idiot straight so he'll stop making work for Danny. (Danny's days are almost nothing but fielding complaints about Constantine and he's so fucking close to hunting the man down himself).

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #new headcanon that the people from Amity are so liminal that they're unnaturally pretty #and it freaks people out #Paulina became a model that doesn't get the short end of the stick #because every single modeling agency is too terrified of her to try to cheat her #val ended up working as vlad's secretary and is set to inherit his business #and the business world is absolutely terrified of both of them #dash is the prettiest cop in gotham #he's also the scariest #the longer you stand next to him the more creeped out you get but you don't understand WHY #unnaturally beautiful amity parkers #and the actual fae are getting really confused #because they'll see an amity parker in the wild #and think it's one of their own for a second #but it isn't #that's something new #something dangerous #and it's staring right at them

[kitmarlowe]

#bbc ghosts #jim howick #ben willbond #martha howe douglas #lolly adefope #larry rickard #mat baynton #gif #bbc ghosts spoilers #flashing gif #eh it's not really a big spoiler is it i can throw it out early #do you ever make a post so dumb #the cops haven't come for pat don't worry (i think that's the right logo for his era)

[auressea]

feeling petty and vindictive..

gonna search the "qslur" and "q slur" tags for people to block.

#we're here #we're queer #die mad about it #queer #just queer things #queer history #let 2023 be the year we stop coddling the infants #are you a cop? #don't be a cop #stop gatekeeping #LGBTQAI+ #stronger together #solidarity #respectability politics #they won't like you because you pretend to be like them... #filter search and block

[modmad]

oh no i gtg afk and so many trick or treaters showed up in my inbox!!! uh okay kids

stand back im just gonna *throws a brick through the window*

GO GO GO GRAB ALL YOU CAN GRAB ALL YOU CAN CARRY

oh SHIT!!!!!

LEAVE THE DONUTS I REPEAT LEAVE THE D

#QUICK #THROW THE CANDY ON THE GROUND #IT'LL DISTRACT THEM #trick or treat #is it really halloween if the cops don't show up bc you're having too much fun? #yes. yes it is. RUN.

[uncanny-tranny]

It is my sincerest and unironic belief that we must invest in preserving "old technology." The more we move to a hegemonic, easily-surveilled way of living, the worse we will find this world to be.

Letters, public phones and transport, cash, and so much more are key to ensuring both freedom of movement and information, but also to combat the surveillance state. We need to preserve the ability to both access the world but also to be untraceable. I truly hope more people start to recognize this. It isn't about nostalgia for the past. It is about ensuring that we are actually afforded freedom, from the richest person to the person who lives on the sidewalk.

#politics #i was ranting at my dad about how pissed i am that the US has essentially killed the payphone because we have smartphones #imagine killing letters because 'oough we have email though!!!' #i'm sure people advocate for abolishing mail (and i have seen it firsthand) but i don't agree with it #we must preserve freedom of movement and information and that includes making it as accessible and public as possible imo #i do not want to live in a world wherein my smartphone is both what i MUST rely on but it is also traceable 24/7/52/365 #'if you're innocent you have nothing to hide' is a fucking cop-out to permit a surveillance state by the way #it is flawed logic and i think that logic is part of the reason we got to this point #'why do you need cash? that's kind of suspicious to not LET people trace your purchases' like come ON

[ignitesthestxrs]

there's something about the way people talk about john gaius (incl the way the author writes him) that is like. so absent of any connection to te ao māori that it's really discomforting. like even in posts that acknowledge him as not being white, they still talk about him like a white, american leftist guy in a way that makes it clear people just AREN'T perceiving him as a māori man from aotearoa.

and it's just really serves to hammer home how powerful and pervasive whiteness and american hegemony is. because TLT is probably the single most Kiwi series in years to explode on the global stage, and all the things i find fraught about it as a pākehā woman reading a series by a pākehā author are illegible to a greater fandom of americans discoursing about whether or not memes are a valid way of portraying queer love.

idk the part of my brain that lights up every time i see a capital Z printed somewhere because of the New Zealand Mentioned??? instinct will always be proud of these books and muir. but i find myself caught in this midpoint of excitement and validation over my culture finding a place on the global stage, frustration at how kiwi humour and means of conveying emotion is misinterpreted or declared facile by an international audience, frustrated also by how that international audience runs the characters in this book through a filter of american whiteness before it bothers to interpret them, and ESPECIALLY frustrated by how muir has done a pretty middling job of portraying te ao māori and the māoriness of her characters, but tht conversation doesn't circulate in the same way* because a big part of the audience doesn't even realise the conversation is there to be had.

which is not to say that muir has done a huge glaring racism that non-kiwis haven't noticed or anything, but rather that there are very definitely things that she has done well, things that she has done poorly, things that she didn't think about in the first book that she has tacked on or expanded upon in the later books, that are all worthy of discussion and critique that can't happen when the popular posts that float past my dash are about how this indigenous man is 'guy who won't shut up about having gone to oxford'

*to be clear here, i'm not saying these conversations have never happened, just that in terms of like, ambient posts that float round my very dykey dash, the discussions and meta that circulate on this the lesbian social media, are overwhelmingly stripped of any connection to aotearoa in general, let alone te ao māori in specific. and because of the nature of american internet hegemony this just,,,isn't noticed, because how does a fish know it's in the ocean u know? i have seen discussions along these lines come up, and it's there if i specifically go looking for it, but it's not present in the bulk of tlt content that has its own circulatory life and i jut find that grim and a part of why the fandom is difficult to engage with.

#tlt #the locked tomb #i don't really have an answer lmao this is more #an expression of frustration and discomfort #over the way posts about john gaius seem to have very little connection to the background muir actually gave him #like you cant describe him as an educated leftist bisexual man #without INCLUDING that he is māori #that has an impact! that has weight and importance! #that is a background to every decision he makes #from the meat wall to the nuke to his relationship with the earth #and it also has weight and importance in the decisions that muir makes in writing him #it is not a neutral decision that he's known as john gaius lmao #it's not a neutral decision that the empire is explicitly of roman/latin extraction #it's not even neutral that this is a book about necromancy #it's certainly not a neutral fucking decision that john was at one point a māori man living in the bush #when the nz govt decided to send cops in #like that is a thing that happens here! that is a reference to nz cultural and political events that informs john's character and actions #and with the nature of who john is in the story #informs the narrative as a whole #and i think the tiresome part of this experience is that #in general #americans are not well positioned to understand that something might be being written from outside their experience as a default #like obviously many many americans in online leftist & queer spaces are willing to learn and take on new information #but so much of the conversation starts from a place of having to explain that forests exist to fish

[grnherbs]

I don't want to set the world on fire.

eighteen plus, mdni.

this is a corrupt cop!leon story which will have dark themes such as abduction, yandere, smut (noncon, dubcon), stockholm syndrome, violence & manipulation but content warnings will be on every chapter. i plan for this to be a multi part story but we'll see how it goes !!

wc: 1.2k

cw: kidnapping, corrupt cop, yandere, violence (hitting), spitting, crying, personality change?, concussion, talk of minor injuries, handcuffs, pet names, delusional leon, fear, dacryphilia (kinda?),

you begin to learn new things about your best friend that you never thought would conceivably be true as you try to navigate his personality when he returns as a cop from raccoon city.

“stop wriggling, you're not getting out of those cuffs” he eyes you up in the rearview mirror, his ashy blonde hair falling in front of his eyes before running a leather gloved hand to push it back into place as you continue to move around, the cold metal gripping your wrists as you bite your lip in frustration and he takes a right at the traffic lights, the old tyre's of the cop car screeching slightly as he pulls away.

“please officer kennedy… leon, you know me, i don’t usually do these things, my record is clean, my parents can’t know about this please” you plead with him but he just turns his head back to the road, gripping the steering wheel, pulling out into the junction turning left, shaking his head at your whining.

“you know better than this, i’m really ashamed of you sweetheart, i really thought you were a nice girl, and nice girls don’t do what you’ve done this evening” he berates you and a blush of humiliation settles on your cheeks, looking down at your lap as your childhood friend and neighbour scolds you, a tear falling from your eye.

“please, c’mon i’ll do anything, you can’t tell my parents. you know they’ll kill me” you start to sob and he tuts at you, you continue to stare at your legs, tears still falling as he drives along the rough unfamiliar terrain and pulls into a… driveway? It was dark and you couldn’t even see any street lights, regardless of the blurry tears in your eyes.

“leon, w-where are we? weren’t we going to the station?” you question as he pulls up and turns off the engine, hands settling still on the steering wheel, the leather squeaking as he grips it, ignoring your questioning. the silence was deafening, before getting out the car, slamming the door behind him, causing you to jump and leaving you alone in the vehicle, shaking slightly, where were you?

a few moments go by as he opens the car door by your side, hand reaches in to grip your arm roughly causing you to gasp out and screech quietly “ouch!! leon” you squeal before he places his free arm around your mouth, no chance of allowing sound to leave it.

you begin to panic and scratch at his arms as he dragged you along by your waist, kicking out, what was he doing? whose house was this? It looked abandoned, the plants growing up the walls, yellowed panels lined the outside and the little grass you could see was even overgrown or dead.

he grips you tighter now, as you try to escape his solid, non moving grasp, barely audible squeaks leaving your lips and he practically growls “shut. up. you're only going to make this worse” he says sharply at you and your eyes widen at this, the soft cop who’d been your neighbour for the last decade, the soft blonde boy you’d grown up with, disappearing immediately and the panic truly settles in as a cold shiver whips through your body.

the last thing you remember before the hit to the head had been the bruising grip he had on you and the world fades to black.

drip.

drip..

drip…

the cold hit of water on your cheek had your eyes open quickly, taking in a gasp as you looked around yourself, hugging your arms immediately to your chest, breathing heavily. the cold stone floor was a shock to your system and the damp mouldy puddle growing by your head was still being dripped into from a wet patch on the ceiling. the room around you was dusty, a singular dirty and yellowed light fixture and hardly lit bulb hanging from the flimsy looking, almost makeshift ceiling, barely worth having as it dimly lit the room.

you rub your eyes, touch the shallow forming bump which had begun to grow on your forehead, before hearing the jingle of a cold chain attached to your wrist and that's exactly when you notice the other one on your ankle on the opposing side, another sharp breath leaving your body when reality begins to settle in. looking up and scanning your surroundings once more, you see nothing save for a window at the very top of the room, with bars across it, a stairway that was entirely out of reach. and a metal fold up chair in the middle of the room.

thats when you saw the feet perched either side of it, the individual leaning over the back of it where he was sat the wrong way round. “there you are darling, been waiting for you to open your pretty eyes, you know.. you make the most adorable noises when you’re sleeping” he chuckles dryly to himself, the silver in his hand catching the light, which you came to realise was a knife, he was twisting quietly in his hand, watching your eyes adjust.

you gulped and his dark eyes met yours through messy hair, looking through you “what’s the matter baby? cat got your tongue?” he tilts his head to take you in fully. you refuse to break eye contact with him until the throbbing in your head returns once more, rubbing it and breathing through the nausea it was making you feel.

“afraid you might have a minor concussion sweetheart, you just wouldn’t… stop wriggling away from me, so i had to put you to sleep” he gets up, pushing the chair away, knife in hand, and he kneels before you, hand coming out to stroke your cheek and you move your head back but he grips your jaw roughly making you look at him. “silly girl, huh? it’s just me baby, just your lee…” you felt sick to your stomach as he repeats the nickname and a single tear fell from your face as he said this.

he pulls you in for a tight hug which you settle into for a second, his hand gently stroking your hair and you feel the wave of confidence as your free leg comes up to kick his shin, but he’s quicker than you are, gripping your leg as his fist comes into contact with your cheek almost instinctively, causing you to fall to the side and he stands.

“you fucking stupid bitch!” he shouts at you through gritted teeth, leaning over to spit on your face, backing up and holding the knife out to you. “fine, you wanna act like a stupid bitch, we’ll see how pliant you are after a few cold lonely nights down here”. He tuts as he moves away, foot on the bottom step, taking one last look at the sight and shaking his head “keep crying all you want, it only makes me hard.”

and you pout out at him, a shallow gasp at his cruelty, his footsteps disappearing up the stairs and the light turning off, bolting the door shut and your breath picks up in the darkness surrounding you, a sting settling on your wounded cheek, wiping off the spit he had laid on you. the cold picked up in the barren of the basement, you rock yourself gently as you settle in for a night alone. the sound of his familiar car engine pulling out of the drive meant you were truly alone and you fell into sleep once more, trying to ignore the nausea settling into your stomach.

#leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy imagine #leon scott kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #leon kennedy resident evil #leon kennedy smut drabble #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy angst #resident evil #resident evil imagines #resident evil smut #resident evil angst #i don't want to set the world on fire by grnherbs #dark fic #dark leon kennedy #corrupt cop!leon kennedy #corrupt cop leon